Adventure 960: Burns, OR/73

Who would have thought the scenery could be any more dismal than skimming the edge of Death Valley, but today we traveled nine hours through the very bowels of Nevada. The only good news is that it was so much cooler that our air conditioning kept up much better than the day before. Boo Hoo! Such a plethora of first world problems. Suffice to say we were once again blessed with traveling mercies, and we arrived in time to spend an hour soaking in some delightfully soft and hot spring water. So, basically, life is again good, especially today.

The big outdoor pool didn't appeal to my Bunny: too much sun.

We chose a private tub where we could regulate the temperature of the water.

I nudged the temperature up a little over 104 degrees. Perfect as they say.

Even my puppies thought it felt good.

I concur.

We're staying at a more traditional motel tonight, though it's family owned and named after the children.

The middle of Southern Oregon is home to ostensibly "Salt of the Earth folk". Let freedom ring, and let's hope the price of fertilizer has some effect on the local farmers.

Poem of the day:

JUST SO OFTEN

Serendipity 

sometimes

rises like

the bill of a swan

nuzzling 

its mate.

Most times

years swim by:

missed

opportunities.

But just so often

chance meetings

align.

Assuring wonder

filled possibilities.